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Post by PIPER on Jan 25, 2016 1:42:02 GMT -5
[attr="class","iconimage"] I'm dressed to kill and you know that I will ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ We're dancing in the dark with my hands around your heart [attr="class","iconh"] CYTIS omg piper yer gross | it was familiar, the east end. clean, proper, bright. it could've been quite the comfortable and suitable home for the nomadic god, really. the only problem, however, lied with the ruler of the district. the mere thought of his voice was enough to make the greennette turn her nose or, worse, vomit. but sadly, the god of light was someone she had known for so long that she practically knew the frequency of his voice by heart.
nevertheless, she still found herself paying willing visits to the east every once in awhile. after all, her creativity was only able to get her so far; there was no way that her musical instruments could be created without proper materials.
hovering over a trashcan outside the shrine of light, piper was currently rummaging through its contents using nothing more than a small tree branch. she was silent as she worked, as per usual. but also because she needed to remain focused or her pace might slow down. and she most certainly did not want that. this was cytis's territory, for crying out loud. piper already disliked most of the other gods, and cytis... well, let's just say that interacting with him was usually tough on her sanity.
she was halfway through a yawn when she caught sight of something underneath piles of plastic bags. she jabbed away at the trash, her emerald eyes suddenly lit. without a second thought, her other hand reached far down into the trashcan for the object: something shiny. but then again, what wasn't actually sparkling in the east end? |
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Post by CYTIS on Jan 25, 2016 10:21:18 GMT -5
As far as Cytis is concerned, his district has its fair share of problems and its unappealing aspects just like any other. Modesty is a virtue and all that jazz, and he's got this down pat. One of those downfalls, however, certainly isn't him. He's the districts most promising asset! The Followers of Light would attest to that. So he can't imagine why anyone would leave because of him. Preposterous! Which is why he saunters cheerfully over to the goddess currently digging through his trash without so much as a wink of caution. "Pipe," he tuts, "Tell me your taste hasn't gotten, pardon me, trashy since the last time I saw you. Are you feeling okay?" He reaches a palm out to feel her forehead... through gloves but it's the thought that counts.
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Post by PIPER on Jan 25, 2016 17:35:23 GMT -5
[attr="class","iconimage"] I'm dressed to kill and you know that I will ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ We're dancing in the dark with my hands around your heart [attr="class","iconh"] CYTIS omg piper yer gross | and there he was. hearing his voice sent a subtle twitch to the skin underneath her left eye. she floated upward just slightly, the back of her head somehow hitting against the side of the trashcan as she did. the slight pain only caused a ghostly frown between her brows, "my taste has been the same. i was feeling fine prior to your arrival." she said, flatly, as one would expect from someone like the god of sound.
left hand lifted to wave away his intruding hand, "keep your carnal desires to yourself," piper commented in a dry tone, "i have no interest in catching a fuckboy fever." there came a pause, before she made a small rightward tilt of her head, "pardon my language."
with that, the female deity returned her attention to the trashcan; she stabbed her tree branch into more garbage then pulled them out, leaving the mess scattered around. there had to be something useful in this district despite the imbecile of a ruler, right? what happened to that 'shiny thing' she saw just now, anyway? "try to be at ease. this will be over within moments." added piper without another glance at the god of light. |
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Post by CYTIS on Jan 25, 2016 18:28:38 GMT -5
Cytis sniffs as his hand is batted away, his hand reached out of goodwill shunned just like that, and looks disdainfully at the garbage. The literal garbage Piper is digging through. "I don't remember you being the God of Trash Digging, something must have changed."It's with a pompous shrug of his shoulders and turning of his head that he refutes, "I have no such disease," before he's smited for trash. Literal trash. Garbage. The South End has done something awful to his former Eastie and it's killing him inside. Her next words spear his heart. Words can, contrary to that idiotic human saying, hurt just as much as sticks and stones and Cytis is wounded. "'Be at ease'?" he parrots. "I can't be at ease when you think trash is better than me! Pipe I think the south air has gotten to you a little too much..."
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Post by PIPER on Jan 26, 2016 0:17:33 GMT -5
[attr="class","iconimage"] I'm dressed to kill and you know that I will ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ We're dancing in the dark with my hands around your heart [attr="class","iconh"] CYTIS omg piper yer gross | despite the questioning of her deity duties, the greennette barely batted a lash, "your concern has been noted." she said, stick-free hand holding a plastic bottle before her face. she examined the liquid inside for a moment, then swished it around near her ear, "only stds, no?"
she picked out a few more bottles and lined them up on the ground, along the side of the trashcan, "but, it is better." said piper. the former faint crease between her brows returned as she remained hovering above the ground. she tapped the pointy end of her tree branch against the sides of the bottles and, when small thuds were made, finally seemed satisfied. and with that, her attention turned to the whitenette.
her blank gaze stayed fixed on him for no more than two seconds; emerald orbs slid left and she almost had the urge to sigh. however, a single yawn came out, instead, right when the thought flashed across her mind, "that would only happen if it ever begins to reek of your scent." she stated in that usual matter-of-fact tone, unblinking eyes returning to the patron god of the east. "ooh. burn." piper further stated, despite how dull her tone was and how unlikely she would have actually said so had this conversation been with anyone else.
"these don't belong to you, i assume?" her tree branch pointed at the bottles on the ground, "then it's fine." well, fine for her to take without having someone accuse her of 'stealing.' but, they were thrown away for a reason in the first place. nobody wanted them, and... what did the god of light even need plastic bottles for, anyway? |
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Post by CYTIS on Jan 26, 2016 10:19:10 GMT -5
Cytis's hand flies to his mouth. "I'm a very careful person and have no such things either!" he cries, mock-offended. "I don't know where you got such a negative opinion from."He came here to have a good time and see what an old friend was up to, and Cytis is feeling so attacked right now. This disrespect! "I smell great," he insists. His three-hour morning routine lasts him the whole day guaranteed. He doesn't even bother holding back a groan at Piper's obvious misplacement of the important points of this issue. "Take the bottles, I couldn't care less about them." He points an accusing finger. "I care about why you care about them more than you care about me!" He cannot see the appeal of old plastic bottles when he's standing right here in all his beautiful glory.
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Post by PIPER on Jan 27, 2016 3:35:44 GMT -5
[attr="class","iconimage"] I'm dressed to kill and you know that I will ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ We're dancing in the dark with my hands around your heart [attr="class","iconh"] CYTIS omg piper yer gross | noticing the pointing finger from the corner of her eye, the greennette slowly cranked her neck. the formerly dull eyes narrowed as she stared at the god of light, "your personality can use some deodorant." she explained, one eyebrow making a faint, upward quirk despite the calm voice; a sign that she was actually starting to pay attention, but not for a good reason.
straightening her back, piper drew in a small breath as she turned to face the other deity, "because i just do. your importance will never surpass any of these bottles."
calmly, she lifted her free hand, waiting. waiting for him to open his mouth again to make a sound before she suddenly curled her fingers, as though she was a conductor signaling that this was the end of a symphony. the clenched fist made a quick yank in the air, pulling strings of soundwaves apart and destroying their patterns. this would only prevent the male god's voice from being heard without actually having his vocal cords altered.
her eyebrow remained arched as she floated higher into the air and closer to the god of light, "better." she stated, staring down at him, looking just a bit less sluggish than usual. left hand swirled around her tree branch a few times so as to wrap the wood with soundwaves. it was easier to hold on to them when she treated them like the fishing lines to her temporary 'fishing pole.'
"something the matter?" piper questioned with a blink, like she really had absolutely no idea why the god of light was suddenly 'quiet.' |
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Post by CYTIS on Jan 28, 2016 13:48:40 GMT -5
Cytis has a lot of words for Piper. A lot of not pleasant ones to be delivered in a whiny, borderline pitched tone, and they're all backed up in his throat waiting to pour out with every insult hurled out him. To think she used to live in his district! I'm way more important than stupid bottles! Can bottles run a district? Can bottles generate a following? Can bottles look as good as him? He doesn't think so! But even as the words leave his tongue, his throat shapes the sounds, nothing happens. Fingers ghost his Adam's apple, he tries speaking again. Piper you didn't—! She muted him! And he's appalled to recall this is not the first time! She even has the nerve to ask what's wrong, why he's silent. Getting right in her face, Cytis's face is scrunched in indignation. You. You you you you you! He says with every vicious poke of her arm. She's what's wrong! The cause of it all and she knows it!
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Post by PIPER on Jan 30, 2016 2:08:02 GMT -5
[attr="class","iconimage"] I'm dressed to kill and you know that I will ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ We're dancing in the dark with my hands around your heart [attr="class","iconh"] CYTIS omg piper yer gross | seeing his mouth move with no sound coming out, the god of sound almost cracked a smile. 'almost' being the keyword. "the inability to speak puts you on nearly the same level as plastic bottles." said piper with a blink when the whitenette suddenly inched closer.
her gaze slid downward when she felt the jabs on her arm. fluidly, the female god pulled herself slightly away from her former 'landlord,' "my previous statement did not indicate that i will willingly come in any form of physical contact with you, however." she explained solemnly and gave a small rub at the spot that was feeling just a little uncomfortable.
gaze continued to stay on him for a moment. well, she didn't exactly feel bad about doing what she did, per se. but, he was only trying to be friendly. aside from his constant need to be the centre of everybody's attention, she did use to live in the district. he had been alright, to a degree, until his personality became too much to handle... which was not really a problem all those centuries and decades ago. still, they didn't 'live together,' then.
"we shall make a deal," she proposed, both her tone and voice suddenly oddly similar to cytis's; as though she was mocking him, even if her expression indicated nothing of the sort. "you will sing a song for me once i unmute you. yes or no?" there was a momentary pause, before piper added: "a nod or a shake of your head will suffice. apologies. your inability to speak had briefly escaped my mind." |
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